Yu Daohen was relieved to see it was just an inquiry and typed his reply.
"What is it, ask away."
On the other side.
Shi Yuqian was about to get straight to the point when Zhao Ling stopped her.
Shi Yuqian looked at Zhao Ling, her face full of confusion. "What's wrong? Isn't this what you wanted to know?"
Zhao Ling looked at Shi Yuqian. "Are you just going to ask like that?"
Shi Yuqian nodded, still confused. "Yeah, why else?"
Zhao Ling was speechless. She snatched the phone from Shi Yuqian's hand and said, "Let me ask. You definitely won't get the result you want this way."
Zhao Ling looked at the phone screen, lost in thought.
Should she beat around the bush or ask directly?
Seeing Zhao Ling deep in thought, Shi Yuqian said speechlessly, "Just ask, what are you doing?"
After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Ling decided to get straight to the point.
Yu Daohen was a smart person; there was no need for indirectness.
"I saw you whispering a few words to Jin Wei earlier. Jin Wei's expression changed after you left. Did something happen?"
Yu Daohen looked at the message with some confusion, but then he understood.
Shi Yuqian wouldn't ask this. If he guessed correctly, it must have been Zhao Ling's instruction.
After all, that girl's observational skills were terrifyingly sharp.
When dealing with a smart person, he couldn't just make up an excuse.
Although he didn't care if she was suspicious, dispelling her suspicions could avoid future trouble.
"It's nothing. I just met him a few times in Jiangdu before and caught him in a small predicament. I just told him as I was leaving to scare him a bit."
Yu Daohen typed his reply.
Although this explanation was full of holes, it was enough.
As expected, when Zhao Ling saw Yu Daohen's reply, she sighed helplessly and passed the message to Shi Yuqian. "It's over."
Shi Yuqian took the phone, looking confused. "It's over just like that?"
Zhao Ling nodded helplessly. "What else?"
Shi Yuqian looked at Zhao Ling's helpless expression and asked, "We didn't find anything out."
Zhao Ling shook her head, not wanting to say more. "There's no point in asking further. Let's continue exploring. Hopefully, we can see a ghost."
Zhao Ling knew in her heart that Yu Daohen had refused.
Seeing Zhao Ling's hesitant expression, Shi Yuqian followed her, looking confused.
Seeing that the other party had stopped replying, Yu Daohen put down his phone and prepared to sleep.
Indeed, dealing with smart people was simple.
He hadn't said anything, but he had said everything.
In a private room of a bar playing pop music.
A man in a black trench coat, with an eye tattoo on his forehead and a fierce aura, finished his half-full glass of wine in one gulp, let out a burp, and sighed with relief.
"Refreshing, this is the life."
He sighed and then looked at the fruit platter on the table, picking up a piece of watermelon and popping it into his mouth.
He was alone under the colorful lights.
The man looked at the empty air beside him and asked, "I heard you called me here for something very important?"
To an ordinary person, the space beside him would indeed be empty, but...
Beside him, a Shagui was flatteringly smiling. "Yes, yes, it is indeed something very important."
The man chuckled slightly, his gaze on the Shagui slightly unfocused. "Oh, tell me, what is it?"
"This..." The Shagui's expression turned a little sour. "My lord, I don't know."
Hearing this, the man's face immediately turned extremely displeased. "What? I hope you will rephrase your words!"
The Shagui was so scared he almost knelt on the ground, thinking bitterly to himself.
Xi Jin (the vengeful ghost from the school), you're screwing me over!
The Shagui explained tremblingly, "My lord, it's like this. A little ghost under my command reported some news a few days ago that the Divine Religion would definitely be interested in."
The man's interest was piqued. "Oh, what news?"
The Shagui was miserable; he truly didn't know.
He had also asked Xi Jin, but he refused to say.
He only said that the people from the Divine Religion would definitely be interested.
At that time, he had also tried to coerce and lure Xi Jin, but he refused to reveal a single word.
He could only report it to the Divine Religion first.
Even if he couldn't get the meat, drinking some soup was also good.
Ever since the entrance to the underworld was opened, the Divine Religion had been secretly controlling the evil spirits in various places.
Now, not only were the various sects in the martial world in turmoil, but they, the evil spirits, were also in the same boat.
The Shagui could only try to appease him. "My lord, I truly don't know. Only my subordinate knows, but you will definitely be interested in this news."
Seeing that he genuinely didn't know, the man no longer pressed him and lay back on the sofa comfortably. "Fine, I'll believe you this time. If I'm not satisfied, you won't get to keep your head."
The Shagui nodded and bowed. "Yes, yes."
The man nodded with satisfaction and picked up a bottle of wine to drink.
The Shagui beside him tentatively asked, "My lord, shall I take you to him now?"
The man pondered for a moment and shook his head. "No need. It's rare to have a chance to come out. Didn't you say you'd go find him in five days? Entertain me well these few days, understand?"
"Understood, understood." The Shagui nodded and bowed.
The man stood up, stretched, and said, "Alright, I've had enough to drink. Accompany me for a walk."
"Okay, I'll take you around immediately." The Shagui said, leading the way.
Arriving at the entrance of the bar, the man looked up at the stars in the night sky, sighing inwardly.
When the seal on the entrance is lifted next time, it should be my turn, right?
The man's expression was complex, unsure if it was fear or joy, or both.
The Shagui beside him asked flatteringly, "My lord, shall we go to the bathhouse, or a massage parlor, or..."
The man shook his head, a bitter smile on his face. "Let's just go for a walk somewhere quiet."
The Shagui looked at the man, completely bewildered, not understanding what he was up to.
He had been so enthusiastic just now, but why was he suddenly so melancholic?
It was as if he were a lunatic.
But weren't all the people from the Divine Religion lunatics?
If they weren't lunatics, they wouldn't be from the Divine Religion.
But no matter how difficult he was to serve, he had to serve him well, otherwise, he wouldn't get any benefits and might even lose his life.
Even if he were a pile of shit, he had to serve him comfortably.
"My lord, shall I take you for a walk in the suburbs?" the Shagui asked obsequiously.
The man glanced at the flattering Shagui beside him and said, "You're actually cursing me in your heart, aren't you?"
The Shagui instantly panicked.
Damn it, does this guy have telepathy?